I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 150

Silence enveloped the car, and the atmosphere grew heavy. Isabella

moistened her lips. Her voice emerged, husky from her parched throat. “No.”

Seth anticipated her response. He warmed up slightly, and he brushed his

fingers across the steering wheel. “I observed your performance throughout

the entire time you were in the conference room.”

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Isabella felt a tremor in her soul. She tried to recall everything she had said

that afternoon. All the things she had said just to spite Angelina now became

her own punishment, biting her in the rear.

“I had no idea you were so… ambitious,” Seth continued mercilessly.

Isabella closed her eyes and opened her mouth, but she couldn’t utter a

word. She didn’t even need to watch the surveillance footage to know that

she had put on a perfect act for Angelina, and everything she had said was

ambitious.

Seth pulled over by the roadside and listed out all of Isabella’s actions,

tormenting her. “Your resignation and refusal to continue your contract were

just a ploy to gain my attention?” He rolled down the window and leisurely

rested his hand on the edge. With his other hand, he opened the glovebox

and retrieved a packet of cigarettes.

Isabella remained lying on the seat. She could hear Seth smoking, and she

like. She said nothing, but she felt as

smoke was scorching her skin, burning

girl who had a crush on a boy, only for her crush to find out about

feelings and reject her.

saying, “Sorry, we’re not

though Isabella was tough, she still couldn’t

If she told him she had said those things on purpose as

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sound too much like an excuse. No one would believe that,

Seth.

hand and wiped her face

herself to calm down. You have nothing to be afraid of. You’ve

pep talk to herself, Isabella slowly got up

mirror and met

kill to be the wife

president’s wife… Seth frowned, something

had witnessed in

explicitly stated Isabella wanted to be

the president’s wife.

side for five years and tended to your

and never left you.

for me not to fall for you.” Isabella tried to

praised Seth to stroke

in the driver’s seat. Some light

relaxed. Isabella tried to guess what he was thinking,

she saw was the back of his head. She could only rely on her intuition.

hard to get. Sometimes my mind

speaking calmly. “You’re not

are you holding me

the last part was

invested in it, so it sounded genuine. Seth was already

said the

of what Gordon had said in the morning.

hold you